Protecting the Black Wolf's Mate
by wizardtho
Chapter 8:
Bella's POV
Sam pulled back the covers before laying me on the bed, then came to lay next to me. I just curled into him for a few minutes, then whispered, "Do you think you'd be ready for kids anytime soon?"
He kissed my shoulder, then trailed his lips across it before he whispered, "Yes. I know my path is with you, so if you told me soon that you were pregnant, I could only be happy. We can wait as long as you want, though. I want you to be sure about all of this."
I smiled as I raised up to look at him. "I am sure. The kiss? That was me willing you to feel what I felt. I wanted you to know in the only way I could tell you right then. I saw my future with you just before that kiss. I saw it all, Sam... flashes of our forever... and I don't want to wait. I want to let things take their natural course as far as babies go. If it's meant to happen the first time, then that's when it should happen."
He gave me the most brilliant smile, excitedly asking, "Really?"
I nodded, "I don't want to prevent a life from forming when we make love. Not if, Sam... when."
His eyes widened a fraction for a split second. I smiled, climbed up to straddle his lap, then whispered against his lips, "I choose you, Sam, and our future together. I want it all with you. I'm ready."
He moaned against my lips, "Oh, God, Isabella. I need to hear you say it. Please..."
I hummed as I sat up, looked him in the eyes, pulled my tank top over my head, then whispered, "I'm ready, Sam. Make love to me. No barriers... just you and me."
His hands slowly ghosted up my thighs, my hips, then my waist, before coming to rest just under my breasts. He noted reverently, "So beautiful. I've longed to hear you say those words since the moment I looked into your eyes, Isabella."
His thumbs brushed across my nipples over the lace of my bra, causing me to moan softly while my eyes fluttered. He sat up as he wrapped his arms around me and up into my hair, then placed small kisses on my collarbones. I let out a shaky breath at the feeling as he whispered, "I'll worship you forever, my mate. I'll love you more than any other ever could."
I breathed as I wove my fingers into his hair, "Show me, Sam. Touch me, please. I need to feel you."
His fingers danced down my back teasingly, causing me to arch into him, then he nipped the swells of my breasts as he undid the clasp of my bra. I gasped and tightened my hands in his dark locks, pulling him further into me while whimpering, "Oh, God, Sam... more..."
My head fell back with a deep moan when my bra fell from its place over my breasts. Sam growled in response. My core heated instantly at the sound, and my arousal spiked dangerously high. Sam moaned into the valley between my breasts, "God, you're glorious. So damn beautiful, Isabella."
His hot breath washed over my skin, tightening my nipples. He growled as his lips ghosted over to one, "I love how easily your body responds to me."
He nipped it once quickly, then wrapped his lips around it and swirled his tongue, making me cry out in pleasure. He turned us so I was laying back on the pillows, then kissed me passionately. Our tongues danced erotically, teasing and promising delicious things to each other.
When we were both panting for breath, he bit gently on the crook of my neck. I moaned deeply as my arousal skyrocketed, my body pressing as deeply as possible into his, "Fuuck, so good... Sam, please... I need you..."
He inhaled deeply, then hummed as he drew his nose down toward my breasts, "Mmm... you smell sinful right now, My Little Mate... So tempting... I need to taste you."
Sam flattened his tongue along both of my nipples, then rolled them between his fingers as his large hands cupped my breasts. He kissed and nipped his way down to my navel, then swirled his tongue while looking up at me. I nodded, knowing he was seeking permission, then whimpered, "Please, my mate... don't stop."
He moaned as his hands glided down my body, "I love hearing you say that... hearing you call me your mate. My wolf wants to howl in joy every time it comes from your sexy lips."
His fingers wrapped into the waist of my shorts, and as he drew my thong down along with them, he nipped at my hips and lower stomach. My breathing picked up when he neared my mound, but he skipped over it. I knew I was drenched in arousal, but I couldn't care less with what Sam was doing to me.
When my shorts and thong fluttered to the floor, Sam situated my legs just on either side of his before sitting back on his heels. He growled as I panted, a fresh wave of arousal rushing through me. His growl deepened as he said, "So fucking sexy..."
He ran his fingers lightly up my slit as he continued, "You're absolutely soaking wet for me, Isabella. Are you that close already?"
I whimpered, causing his eyes to sparkle, then he licked his lips while looking at me laid out before him like a feast. The desire and need in his eyes shone clear as he lowered himself to nip at the top of my bare mound, "This?"
He swirled his tongue, "So damn sexy."
He nipped gently at my folds, then said huskily, "Spread for me, Angel. Open for me and let me taste the proof of your need for me."
He guided my legs over his shoulders as I adjusted them, then took hold of my hips and licked from my entrance all the way to my clit, making swirls at both ends. I cried out as my hands fisted tightly in his hair, "Holy hell! Oh, god that's incredible, Sam... don't stop."
His breath blew across my core as he hummed, "Fucking delicious. There's no way in hell I'm going to stop, Isabella. I want your sweet honey on my tongue as you fall apart underneath me."
His voice dripped with sex, gritty and needy, the sound making me shiver in anticipation while my breath hitched. He repeated his previous lick, then swirled his tongue teasingly at my entrance. I became a whimpering, moaning mess as he nipped and lapped at my core. I could feel the coil low in my stomach ready to explode.
When I felt his finger slip slowly inside me while he continued sucking on my swollen clit, I trembled and cried out in need, "Sam! Oh, God... so close..."
He growled against my aching flesh, "Fuck, so tight. Cum for me, Isabella. Cum for me, now, my little Beauty."
He slipped another finger in, pushing them deep inside me, then bit down on my clit. My body arched, trembling while my hands fisted tightly in his hair. I cried out his name when I came, begging him not to stop.
When I came down from my high, Sam backed off the bed to stand at the end. He smiled softly at me, so I moved to go to him. He shook his head, whispering, "Stay... please. I'll never make it if you undress me."
I nodded as I laid back, then instinctively licked my lips as he unbuttoned his shorts. He moaned, "Christ, I really won't make it if you do that."
I giggled, "But what if I want to taste you? Aren't you supposed to have wolfy super stamina?"
He moaned, "Next time, my sweet Angel. Right now I need to be inside you." I nodded, biting my lip as he dropped his shorts.
My eyes widened as I licked my lips again, causing his thick, proud length to twitch. He crawled slowly up the end of the bed to me, settling between my spread thighs. We both moaned at the feeling. He looked at me for a second, then leaned in to kiss me.
This kiss was filled with so much love and desire, that my breath hitched before I whimpered. I felt his large tip at my entrance, and felt like I would die from the anticipation coiling in my body. He slowly -excruciatingly slowly- pushed into me, letting me adjust to his size. I could feel the restraint it was taking him to go so slowly.
When he pulled back just a tad, working in deeper, I moaned in pleasure. The friction was delicious, but I needed more. I whispered, "Flip us, Sam."
I wrapped my arms and legs around him, then amazingly, he rolled us without disconnecting from me. I kissed him passionately as he settled onto the pillows, gently working myself down on him at about double the pace he was going. My hymen was non-existent due to gymnastics then ballet, so it was just a matter of my being untouched and him being very large that we had to work past.
His hands went to my hips to help guide me while I braced my hands on his abs. The new angle was much better. Not only did it make it easier to slide down on him, but the pleasure in each slight motion doubled. I moaned as I slid further down on his length, "God, this feels amazing. I need you so much right now... unghh, need more. God, Sam... need you so deep inside me."
He moaned in return as his hands tightened on my hips, "Isabella... Christ, you don't know how you affect me. I can't wait to be buried deep inside you. Holy hell, you feel like heaven wrapped around me."
A new wave of arousal rushed through me at his words, causing him to moan as I slid even further down on him, "I can still taste you on my tongue... so sweet."
I whimpered, pushing myself harder down onto him in response. The exquisite feeling that rushed through me when I felt myself fully encompass him made me cry out in pleasure; he groaned in answer. I couldn't wait, so I automatically slid up until just his tip was inside me. His eyes widened, but he guided me back down, whispering, "My little minx... so sexy... fuck, tight... so sweet... need to bury my cock in your sweet little pussy. Ride me, Isabella."
He ghosted one of his hands up my side to cup and tease my breast, causing me to cry out at the dual sensation. I was hanging by a thread. Feeling this, Sam growled in need, "I can feel how close you are... feel your walls fluttering around my cock. Need to be deeper... so deep inside you when you cum for me."
I panted, "Ungh, please, Sam. Need it too. Need to feel you fully."
He rolled us, then brought one of my legs up his chest as he thrust inside me, wrapping the other around his hip. I arched, crying out as I fisted my hands in the sheets, "Yes, deeper... harder... fuck..."
He sped up slightly while angling my hips, eliciting a stream of cries and profanities from me, then growled, "Ooooh, that's it. Right... there..."
He thrust, hit a spot that had me clawing at the sheets and gasping in almost excruciating pleasure, then continued, "Yeah, right there. Cum for me, Little Temptress. Cum hard on my cock, Isabella."
He brushed his thumb rapidly against my clit while thrusting against that spot repeatedly, before suddenly I was screaming out his name as spots flew in front of my eyes. I clawed at the sheets to hold onto something, but the pleasure was almost too intense. He groaned deeply, working me through my orgasm, his pleasure clear in his features.
Before I could fully come down, he flipped me over and grabbed my hips, demanding, "One more time, my beautiful mate. I know you can cum for me again. Grab the headboard and spread those luscious thighs for me."
As I did, he licked up a line of perspiration on my spine, then wound his hand in my hair before tilting my head to the side. He braced his other hand on the headboard holding both of mine, then slid into me moaning, "God, you're sexy as hell, Isabella. I'm never going to be able to get enough of you."
He bit gently on my shoulder, causing me to cry out wordlessly, then whimper, "Oh, God, yes. More, Sam. Mark me. Please, make me yours."
His pace sped up. The intense angle of his deep strokes had me on the edge in just a few more thrusts. Just as I was about to explode, Sam pulled my head to the side by my hair, scraping his teeth against my shoulder with a growled, "Fuck, say it again. Please, Isabella."
I moaned, "Now, Sam. Mark me as yours while I cum for you. Please... mark me... make me forever yours, My Sam."
He growled fiercely as his teeth sliced through the crook of my neck, the slight pain mixing with the immense pleasure of his teeth in my skin shoving me headlong into a cataclysmic orgasm. The rush of feelings and completeness that washed over me as he marked me almost made me cry from joy.
He held my quaking body to him while he licked my wound, with us riding our orgasms out together. When my body quit spasming, he laid us down on our sides, still connected, then stroked my side as he continued to lap at his bite mark.
Sam stopped lapping at the wound several minutes later, then kissed it with a whispered, "Mine, Isabella."
His tongue swirled around the mark as I moaned, "Yours, Sam. Always."
He hummed, then whispered, "How do you feel?"
I smiled, "Better than ever."
He hummed in response, "No pain?"
I shook my head, "Just deliciously full."
He went to move, but I wrapped my hand behind me onto his hip, "No... please stay. Just for a few more minutes."
He smiled into my neck, "Good, because I really didn't want to move. It feels too good to be inside you like this."
I nodded as he wrapped his arm over me to hug me to him. Sam traced random patterns with his fingertips just below my navel. It felt soothing, causing me to close my eyes while whispering, "I never want to be apart from you again, but I know you have to go home once this week is over. I can't keep you with me, and I don't like that feeling."
He whispered as he kissed my mark, "Shh. Let's just take it a day at a time for now. I have a full week with you, plus we're moving you into the new house. Who knows, you may want me to go home to have some time by yourself once the week is over."
I scuffed, rolled my eyes, then whispered, "I told you I wanted it all with you, Sam. I meant every word of it. I wouldn't have asked you to make love to me or mark me if I wasn't sure."
He cooed softly, "I know, Angel. I just meant that you might want some time to yourself after the week is up. Time where I'm not with you 24/7 like I'm living with you."
I shook my head, "That's just it, though. If I could swing it with Charlie, and you didn't already have your house, I'd be begging you to stay with me. I don't want you to go home. I want you with me."
He pulled back enough to duck his head into my shoulder. I could almost swear he was smiling.
Sam's POV
Sweet Jesus. There are just no words. Making love to my Isabella had to be the most intense experience of my life. Just the feel of her sexy little body wrapped around me so completely had my wolf begging to mark her... make her ours completely. When she whimpered out her need as I bit her gently, I could have sworn it was my imagination. So when we were both on the edge and I practically begged her to tell me again, I almost howled in joy as she told me she was ready to be mine forever.
The feeling of finally marking my mate was like nothing I could ever explain, but it will forever be etched in my memory.
As I held her in my arms, still nestled inside her, I couldn't help but hope that we create a little being from this special experience. She told me she didn't want me to leave. I prayed they were right when Charlie and Sue mentioned it, but to hear her say it made me smile as I ducked my head into her shoulder.
I can sense her so much more now... her needs, her wants... so I know she speaks the truth in what she tells me. She does want me to stay. I feel the love she has for me, even though she's not said it aloud yet. I can wait, though, because I know she's mine. I can wait because I can feel it growing and strengthening in both of us.
I remembered about the Spring Fever just then, so I whispered softly, "Angel? I remembered something earlier. Remember when we were talking about things to expect? Well, there's one other thing. Mated wolves go through something called Spring Fever in the springtime. It's nothing to worry about, it's just something to warn you about so you understand when it happens."
She nodded, "Okay, so do you get sick or something?"
I shook my head as I chuckled, "No, Sweetheart. It has to do with our physical relationship. If you are not already carrying my child by the time Spring comes, my wolf instincts will kick in. He will strive to have you become pregnant with my child before the end of Spring. My wolf will want you spread for me all the time... I'll want to have sex with you as many times as possible in a day, so there's more of a chance for you to conceive."
She chuckled in response, "So basically we'll be fucking like bunnies all Spring."
I nodded, causing her to hum, "Mmm, I think I found my new favorite season."
I laughed as I hugged her to me, "Did I create a little nympho, Angel?"
She moaned, wiggling back into me further, "Mmm... let me back on top, and we'll find out."
I smacked her ass playfully, then hummed into her neck, "Water and snack first... then you can ride me until dawn if you wish."
She moaned, then wiggled back into me even more, making my wolf growl in need. She shivered at the sound, then I scented a new rush of her arousal heavy in the air. I moved a stray hair to lick the nape of her neck, tasting the salty sweetness of her damp skin, then said, "Why don't we get a snack and drink, then I can do what I was thinking about in the shower earlier?"
She leaned to look up at me, "And just what was it you were thinking earlier?"
I moaned as my eyes fluttered in remembrance, "I was thinking about being balls deep inside you while you were up against the tile wall... seeing you dripping wet... fucking you as you cried out my name... and watching as you wrapped those sexy lips of yours around my cock."
She whimpered, "Now how the hell am I supposed to think about food when you say shit like that? Do you know what hearing you talk like that does to me?"
She pushed me onto my back as she rolled, causing us both to groan as I slipped out of her. Then she straddled my waist, rubbing her dripping core against my length. The eroticism of the action had me rock hard in seconds, while she whispered her need for me as she brushed her lips along my jaw. I couldn't say no to my little temptress. Fuck, I swear that she's part Siren and doesn't even know it.
Bella's POV
Sam pulled back the covers before laying me on the bed, then came to lay next to me. I just curled into him for a few minutes, then whispered, "Do you think you'd be ready for kids anytime soon?"
He kissed my shoulder, then trailed his lips across it before he whispered, "Yes. I know my path is with you, so if you told me soon that you were pregnant, I could only be happy. We can wait as long as you want, though. I want you to be sure about all of this."
I smiled as I raised up to look at him. "I am sure. The kiss? That was me willing you to feel what I felt. I wanted you to know in the only way I could tell you right then. I saw my future with you just before that kiss. I saw it all, Sam... flashes of our forever... and I don't want to wait. I want to let things take their natural course as far as babies go. If it's meant to happen the first time, then that's when it should happen."
He gave me the most brilliant smile, excitedly asking, "Really?"
I nodded, "I don't want to prevent a life from forming when we make love. Not if, Sam... when."
His eyes widened a fraction for a split second. I smiled, climbed up to straddle his lap, then whispered against his lips, "I choose you, Sam, and our future together. I want it all with you. I'm ready."
He moaned against my lips, "Oh, God, Isabella. I need to hear you say it. Please..."
I hummed as I sat up, looked him in the eyes, pulled my tank top over my head, then whispered, "I'm ready, Sam. Make love to me. No barriers... just you and me."
His hands slowly ghosted up my thighs, my hips, then my waist, before coming to rest just under my breasts. He noted reverently, "So beautiful. I've longed to hear you say those words since the moment I looked into your eyes, Isabella."
His thumbs brushed across my nipples over the lace of my bra, causing me to moan softly while my eyes fluttered. He sat up as he wrapped his arms around me and up into my hair, then placed small kisses on my collarbones. I let out a shaky breath at the feeling as he whispered, "I'll worship you forever, my mate. I'll love you more than any other ever could."
I breathed as I wove my fingers into his hair, "Show me, Sam. Touch me, please. I need to feel you."
His fingers danced down my back teasingly, causing me to arch into him, then he nipped the swells of my breasts as he undid the clasp of my bra. I gasped and tightened my hands in his dark locks, pulling him further into me while whimpering, "Oh, God, Sam... more..."
My head fell back with a deep moan when my bra fell from its place over my breasts. Sam growled in response. My core heated instantly at the sound, and my arousal spiked dangerously high. Sam moaned into the valley between my breasts, "God, you're glorious. So damn beautiful, Isabella."
His hot breath washed over my skin, tightening my nipples. He growled as his lips ghosted over to one, "I love how easily your body responds to me."
He nipped it once quickly, then wrapped his lips around it and swirled his tongue, making me cry out in pleasure. He turned us so I was laying back on the pillows, then kissed me passionately. Our tongues danced erotically, teasing and promising delicious things to each other.
When we were both panting for breath, he bit gently on the crook of my neck. I moaned deeply as my arousal skyrocketed, my body pressing as deeply as possible into his, "Fuuck, so good... Sam, please... I need you..."
He inhaled deeply, then hummed as he drew his nose down toward my breasts, "Mmm... you smell sinful right now, My Little Mate... So tempting... I need to taste you."
Sam flattened his tongue along both of my nipples, then rolled them between his fingers as his large hands cupped my breasts. He kissed and nipped his way down to my navel, then swirled his tongue while looking up at me. I nodded, knowing he was seeking permission, then whimpered, "Please, my mate... don't stop."
He moaned as his hands glided down my body, "I love hearing you say that... hearing you call me your mate. My wolf wants to howl in joy every time it comes from your sexy lips."
His fingers wrapped into the waist of my shorts, and as he drew my thong down along with them, he nipped at my hips and lower stomach. My breathing picked up when he neared my mound, but he skipped over it. I knew I was drenched in arousal, but I couldn't care less with what Sam was doing to me.
When my shorts and thong fluttered to the floor, Sam situated my legs just on either side of his before sitting back on his heels. He growled as I panted, a fresh wave of arousal rushing through me. His growl deepened as he said, "So fucking sexy..."
He ran his fingers lightly up my slit as he continued, "You're absolutely soaking wet for me, Isabella. Are you that close already?"
I whimpered, causing his eyes to sparkle, then he licked his lips while looking at me laid out before him like a feast. The desire and need in his eyes shone clear as he lowered himself to nip at the top of my bare mound, "This?"
He swirled his tongue, "So damn sexy."
He nipped gently at my folds, then said huskily, "Spread for me, Angel. Open for me and let me taste the proof of your need for me."
He guided my legs over his shoulders as I adjusted them, then took hold of my hips and licked from my entrance all the way to my clit, making swirls at both ends. I cried out as my hands fisted tightly in his hair, "Holy hell! Oh, god that's incredible, Sam... don't stop."
His breath blew across my core as he hummed, "Fucking delicious. There's no way in hell I'm going to stop, Isabella. I want your sweet honey on my tongue as you fall apart underneath me."
His voice dripped with sex, gritty and needy, the sound making me shiver in anticipation while my breath hitched. He repeated his previous lick, then swirled his tongue teasingly at my entrance. I became a whimpering, moaning mess as he nipped and lapped at my core. I could feel the coil low in my stomach ready to explode.
When I felt his finger slip slowly inside me while he continued sucking on my swollen clit, I trembled and cried out in need, "Sam! Oh, God... so close..."
He growled against my aching flesh, "Fuck, so tight. Cum for me, Isabella. Cum for me, now, my little Beauty."
He slipped another finger in, pushing them deep inside me, then bit down on my clit. My body arched, trembling while my hands fisted tightly in his hair. I cried out his name when I came, begging him not to stop.
When I came down from my high, Sam backed off the bed to stand at the end. He smiled softly at me, so I moved to go to him. He shook his head, whispering, "Stay... please. I'll never make it if you undress me."
I nodded as I laid back, then instinctively licked my lips as he unbuttoned his shorts. He moaned, "Christ, I really won't make it if you do that."
I giggled, "But what if I want to taste you? Aren't you supposed to have wolfy super stamina?"
He moaned, "Next time, my sweet Angel. Right now I need to be inside you." I nodded, biting my lip as he dropped his shorts.
My eyes widened as I licked my lips again, causing his thick, proud length to twitch. He crawled slowly up the end of the bed to me, settling between my spread thighs. We both moaned at the feeling. He looked at me for a second, then leaned in to kiss me.
This kiss was filled with so much love and desire, that my breath hitched before I whimpered. I felt his large tip at my entrance, and felt like I would die from the anticipation coiling in my body. He slowly -excruciatingly slowly- pushed into me, letting me adjust to his size. I could feel the restraint it was taking him to go so slowly.
When he pulled back just a tad, working in deeper, I moaned in pleasure. The friction was delicious, but I needed more. I whispered, "Flip us, Sam."
I wrapped my arms and legs around him, then amazingly, he rolled us without disconnecting from me. I kissed him passionately as he settled onto the pillows, gently working myself down on him at about double the pace he was going. My hymen was non-existent due to gymnastics then ballet, so it was just a matter of my being untouched and him being very large that we had to work past.
His hands went to my hips to help guide me while I braced my hands on his abs. The new angle was much better. Not only did it make it easier to slide down on him, but the pleasure in each slight motion doubled. I moaned as I slid further down on his length, "God, this feels amazing. I need you so much right now... unghh, need more. God, Sam... need you so deep inside me."
He moaned in return as his hands tightened on my hips, "Isabella... Christ, you don't know how you affect me. I can't wait to be buried deep inside you. Holy hell, you feel like heaven wrapped around me."
A new wave of arousal rushed through me at his words, causing him to moan as I slid even further down on him, "I can still taste you on my tongue... so sweet."
I whimpered, pushing myself harder down onto him in response. The exquisite feeling that rushed through me when I felt myself fully encompass him made me cry out in pleasure; he groaned in answer. I couldn't wait, so I automatically slid up until just his tip was inside me. His eyes widened, but he guided me back down, whispering, "My little minx... so sexy... fuck, tight... so sweet... need to bury my cock in your sweet little pussy. Ride me, Isabella."
He ghosted one of his hands up my side to cup and tease my breast, causing me to cry out at the dual sensation. I was hanging by a thread. Feeling this, Sam growled in need, "I can feel how close you are... feel your walls fluttering around my cock. Need to be deeper... so deep inside you when you cum for me."
I panted, "Ungh, please, Sam. Need it too. Need to feel you fully."
He rolled us, then brought one of my legs up his chest as he thrust inside me, wrapping the other around his hip. I arched, crying out as I fisted my hands in the sheets, "Yes, deeper... harder... fuck..."
He sped up slightly while angling my hips, eliciting a stream of cries and profanities from me, then growled, "Ooooh, that's it. Right... there..."
He thrust, hit a spot that had me clawing at the sheets and gasping in almost excruciating pleasure, then continued, "Yeah, right there. Cum for me, Little Temptress. Cum hard on my cock, Isabella."
He brushed his thumb rapidly against my clit while thrusting against that spot repeatedly, before suddenly I was screaming out his name as spots flew in front of my eyes. I clawed at the sheets to hold onto something, but the pleasure was almost too intense. He groaned deeply, working me through my orgasm, his pleasure clear in his features.
Before I could fully come down, he flipped me over and grabbed my hips, demanding, "One more time, my beautiful mate. I know you can cum for me again. Grab the headboard and spread those luscious thighs for me."
As I did, he licked up a line of perspiration on my spine, then wound his hand in my hair before tilting my head to the side. He braced his other hand on the headboard holding both of mine, then slid into me moaning, "God, you're sexy as hell, Isabella. I'm never going to be able to get enough of you."
He bit gently on my shoulder, causing me to cry out wordlessly, then whimper, "Oh, God, yes. More, Sam. Mark me. Please, make me yours."
His pace sped up. The intense angle of his deep strokes had me on the edge in just a few more thrusts. Just as I was about to explode, Sam pulled my head to the side by my hair, scraping his teeth against my shoulder with a growled, "Fuck, say it again. Please, Isabella."
I moaned, "Now, Sam. Mark me as yours while I cum for you. Please... mark me... make me forever yours, My Sam."
He growled fiercely as his teeth sliced through the crook of my neck, the slight pain mixing with the immense pleasure of his teeth in my skin shoving me headlong into a cataclysmic orgasm. The rush of feelings and completeness that washed over me as he marked me almost made me cry from joy.
He held my quaking body to him while he licked my wound, with us riding our orgasms out together. When my body quit spasming, he laid us down on our sides, still connected, then stroked my side as he continued to lap at his bite mark.
Sam stopped lapping at the wound several minutes later, then kissed it with a whispered, "Mine, Isabella."
His tongue swirled around the mark as I moaned, "Yours, Sam. Always."
He hummed, then whispered, "How do you feel?"
I smiled, "Better than ever."
He hummed in response, "No pain?"
I shook my head, "Just deliciously full."
He went to move, but I wrapped my hand behind me onto his hip, "No... please stay. Just for a few more minutes."
He smiled into my neck, "Good, because I really didn't want to move. It feels too good to be inside you like this."
I nodded as he wrapped his arm over me to hug me to him. Sam traced random patterns with his fingertips just below my navel. It felt soothing, causing me to close my eyes while whispering, "I never want to be apart from you again, but I know you have to go home once this week is over. I can't keep you with me, and I don't like that feeling."
He whispered as he kissed my mark, "Shh. Let's just take it a day at a time for now. I have a full week with you, plus we're moving you into the new house. Who knows, you may want me to go home to have some time by yourself once the week is over."
I scuffed, rolled my eyes, then whispered, "I told you I wanted it all with you, Sam. I meant every word of it. I wouldn't have asked you to make love to me or mark me if I wasn't sure."
He cooed softly, "I know, Angel. I just meant that you might want some time to yourself after the week is up. Time where I'm not with you 24/7 like I'm living with you."
I shook my head, "That's just it, though. If I could swing it with Charlie, and you didn't already have your house, I'd be begging you to stay with me. I don't want you to go home. I want you with me."
He pulled back enough to duck his head into my shoulder. I could almost swear he was smiling.
Sam's POV
Sweet Jesus. There are just no words. Making love to my Isabella had to be the most intense experience of my life. Just the feel of her sexy little body wrapped around me so completely had my wolf begging to mark her... make her ours completely. When she whimpered out her need as I bit her gently, I could have sworn it was my imagination. So when we were both on the edge and I practically begged her to tell me again, I almost howled in joy as she told me she was ready to be mine forever.
The feeling of finally marking my mate was like nothing I could ever explain, but it will forever be etched in my memory.
As I held her in my arms, still nestled inside her, I couldn't help but hope that we create a little being from this special experience. She told me she didn't want me to leave. I prayed they were right when Charlie and Sue mentioned it, but to hear her say it made me smile as I ducked my head into her shoulder.
I can sense her so much more now... her needs, her wants... so I know she speaks the truth in what she tells me. She does want me to stay. I feel the love she has for me, even though she's not said it aloud yet. I can wait, though, because I know she's mine. I can wait because I can feel it growing and strengthening in both of us.
I remembered about the Spring Fever just then, so I whispered softly, "Angel? I remembered something earlier. Remember when we were talking about things to expect? Well, there's one other thing. Mated wolves go through something called Spring Fever in the springtime. It's nothing to worry about, it's just something to warn you about so you understand when it happens."
She nodded, "Okay, so do you get sick or something?"
I shook my head as I chuckled, "No, Sweetheart. It has to do with our physical relationship. If you are not already carrying my child by the time Spring comes, my wolf instincts will kick in. He will strive to have you become pregnant with my child before the end of Spring. My wolf will want you spread for me all the time... I'll want to have sex with you as many times as possible in a day, so there's more of a chance for you to conceive."
She chuckled in response, "So basically we'll be fucking like bunnies all Spring."
I nodded, causing her to hum, "Mmm, I think I found my new favorite season."
I laughed as I hugged her to me, "Did I create a little nympho, Angel?"
She moaned, wiggling back into me further, "Mmm... let me back on top, and we'll find out."
I smacked her ass playfully, then hummed into her neck, "Water and snack first... then you can ride me until dawn if you wish."
She moaned, then wiggled back into me even more, making my wolf growl in need. She shivered at the sound, then I scented a new rush of her arousal heavy in the air. I moved a stray hair to lick the nape of her neck, tasting the salty sweetness of her damp skin, then said, "Why don't we get a snack and drink, then I can do what I was thinking about in the shower earlier?"
She leaned to look up at me, "And just what was it you were thinking earlier?"
I moaned as my eyes fluttered in remembrance, "I was thinking about being balls deep inside you while you were up against the tile wall... seeing you dripping wet... fucking you as you cried out my name... and watching as you wrapped those sexy lips of yours around my cock."
She whimpered, "Now how the hell am I supposed to think about food when you say shit like that? Do you know what hearing you talk like that does to me?"
She pushed me onto my back as she rolled, causing us both to groan as I slipped out of her. Then she straddled my waist, rubbing her dripping core against my length. The eroticism of the action had me rock hard in seconds, while she whispered her need for me as she brushed her lips along my jaw. I couldn't say no to my little temptress. Fuck, I swear that she's part Siren and doesn't even know it.